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On nights when I feel directionless,

Like a tiny speck in this universe,

The stars lead me to you,

Like you are a place I can call home.

As I tell you about my wanderings,

Like a hippie in her zone,

About all the places that led me to you,

Like a cartographer had marked you as my home.

You listen to my rhymeless poems,

Like you have never heard songs before,

You hold me in your arms all night long,

Like you have never had someone come home.

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